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They're missing?

Sadly, yes. Or, well, not sadly as that gives me a bit of time before having to do my damn essays, but yes. Missing or stolen, one of the two.

*she sighs, threading her fingers through her hair*

Well, you may borrow mine until yours show up, if you'd like. I finished my essays earlier.

Don't worry, Fianna, they will show up.

*she frowns a bit*

I'd rather just -- just not do my essays. But sadly, one can't get good marks if one doesn't do one's essays.

I think it's a broken system, somewhere. Can't we just get good marks for being excellent in general?

Might be holding it hostage.

Holding it hostage? *she raises an eyebrow at him*

So you can help me study.

You could just ask, you know. *she pokes him in the shoulder -- but gently* Instead of instantly resorting to petty thievery.

Haven't you heard? I've got no manners at all. *He laughs at the poke, making a go of swatting her hand away.*

Will you help me?

*she shakes her head, smiling*

Well, since left on your own you're helpless, I suppose that I must. If only to save face for our House.